Chapter 87: The tea enters the intestines and embroiders the mouth and vomits to death!
"Zhuo Bufan, please don't drag us with you! Master, please let us go. We have nothing to do with Zhuo Bufan." Gao Gui is a woman after all, and he was frightened to tears when he heard the fierce name of the other party.
There was fluid all over my face, and there was even a feeling of dampness and heat between my legs, which made me pee out of fear.
The man in black standing next to her raised the whip and hit her hard, "Shut up."
Ye Kaihe and Ye Kaihai were so frightened that they didn't even dare to express their anger. Ye Zimei had long been out of her mind and even wanted to ask the other party if he wanted to sleep with her to save his own life.
As the second generation ancestor, Ye Zihu usually did a lot of fighting and misbehaving outside, but he had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his teeth kept chattering.
Only Ye Ziqin, whose face remained cold, suddenly said, "It has nothing to do with them. I am Zhuo Bufan's wife. Just keep me."
The cool voice was still as cold as winter water, but Zhuo Bufan looked at Ye Ziqin in surprise.
He and Ye Ziqin had already agreed to divorce, and there was no relationship between them at all. Why did Ye Ziqin admit that she was his wife now?
"Shut up!" Pang Bing Jie Xiesi's face showed a sinister look, and he slapped her in the air. Gao Gui tilted his head to the left, and hit her face directly from a distance of three meters.
Red palm print.
Seeing this scene, not only Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai and others were stunned, but even the bodyguards who followed Pang Bingjie were dumbfounded.
A slap in the air can actually hit a person's face. I'm afraid this person is no longer human.
After doing all this, Pang Bingjie narrowed his eyes, turned his head and continued to stare at Zhuo Bufan: "Don't think that you are the master of internal energy, but I didn't expect that you have already developed internal energy at such a young age. If I give you
In ten years, I’m afraid no one in Jinling will be able to cure you, but it’s a pity that you are destined to die in my hands today.”
Suddenly, several bright beams of light shined through the frosted glass of the warehouse. Several men in black standing in the warehouse looked alert for a moment. They held down the guns on their waists. The sound of the vehicle engine got closer and closer, and then it became quiet.
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Immediately afterwards, a series of footsteps sounded. Outside the warehouse, a dozen men in black suits filed in. The leader was a man about 1.8 meters tall and with a strong body. He walked respectfully to Zhuo Bufan, "
Mr. Zhuo."
"Why are you here?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.
The person who came was Chu Tian’s personal bodyguard and confidant Jin Hu.
Jin Hu glanced at Pang Bing and said, "Mr. Zhuo, God knows that Wang Wenwu and Wu Tuo got Xue Ren out of prison, so he asked us to keep an eye on his whereabouts. I didn't expect that he would dare to kidnap your family, Mr. Zhuo.
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"Jin Hu? The number one general around Chu Tian, huh." Pang Bingjie was as steady as a mountain and just glanced at Jin Hu: "You have no place to speak here."
"Pang Bingjie, nicknamed Blood Blade, is just a robber in my opinion. You are so famous outside. I don't know why Wang Wenwu tried every means to get you out of prison. He thought that you can bring down our world."
Master?" Jin Hu said coldly.
"Do you have the right to speak here?" Pang Bingjie's eyes turned cold, and suddenly he arched his back, like a spring, soared three meters high, and struck Jin Hu in the face with his kick from top to bottom.
Jin Hu was shocked and quickly crossed his hands above his face.
There was a "bang" sound.
Jin Hu only felt that his arms were numb from the shock, as if a huge boulder had fallen into his hands, and the whole body was blown away. The toes of his feet penetrated the leather shoes, and he grabbed the ground hard to avoid falling. Two long lines were pulled out of the cement floor.
long traces.
Although he was not seriously injured, his two hands had lost their ability to fight. His muscles and bones were severely damaged and he was shaking involuntarily. Jin Hu was covered in cold sweat and looked at Pang Bingjie with taboo.
"Now you know why Lord Wu asked me to come out. Go back and tell Chu Tian to wash his neck and wait for me." Pang Bingjie gently fell to the ground, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly.
"You..." Jin Hu glared at the other person angrily, his eyes looking towards Zhuo Bufan again.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "It's just a little bit of the skill of a three-legged cat, but you dare to show it and embarrass yourself."
"What are you talking about? It seems that if I don't kill you, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Pang Bingjie stared at Zhuo Bufan with sharp eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.
Zhuo Bufan took his time and put his index finger into the tea cup. A drop of crystal clear tea water was on his fingernails. The true energy in his body wrapped around the water droplets and condensed on his fingernails.
"As long as a warrior with a small amount of inner strength can do such a little trick, it's not considered a great skill." Pang Bingjie said with disdain.
"Then look at this." As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished his voice, the water droplets on his fingernails suddenly popped out, like a bullet from the barrel, piercing the chest of a man in black next to him. The other man's face was twisted and blood foam was flowing from his mouth.
, he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Have you achieved great inner strength?" Pang Bingjie's expression suddenly changed and his pupils widened.
The other men sent by Wang Wenwu kept silent and killed one person with a drop of water. This was simply a devil.
As for Ye Kaihe and others, they looked at Zhuo Bufan with more shocked expressions on their faces, as if they didn't know him at all. Zhuo Bufan was a waste before, but now he suddenly became a peerless master, not to mention killing people.
...without blinking an eye.
Ye Ziqin bit her soft and cold thin lips hard, with a complex expression in her dark and deep eyes.
"What I just said still stands." Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly, then picked up the tea on the table and took a sip with a smile on his lips.
Suddenly, the true energy in Pang Bingji's body exploded, and he stepped on the ground violently. The place where he was standing collapsed instantly, as if he had been blown up by a bomb. He turned around and rushed towards the door of the warehouse like an arrow from a string.
There was only less than twenty meters away from the warehouse. Pang Bingjie almost used up all his strength to escape, and his heart was so regretful that his intestines were blue.
"one."
"two."
"three."
Zhuo Bufan tapped his fingers on the table three times, his pupils flickered, and he spat out a sip of tea, as if it turned into a flying knife and caught up with Pang Bingjie, piercing directly from his back to his chest and bursting out a cloud of blood mist.
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Pang Bingjie, who was running, had already stepped on the threshold of the warehouse with one foot. With complex expressions such as regret, shock, fear, and disbelief in his eyes, he fell to the ground with a thud.
The entire huge warehouse fell into a dead silence. Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, Gao Gui, Ye Zihu, and Ye Zimei had pale faces.
Killing is unpredictable and extraordinary.
The people brought by Pang Bingjie and the subordinates brought by Jin Hu looked at Zhuo Bufan as if they were looking at devils. The tea entered his intestines, and he spat it out, killing people!
Jin Hu secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and thought to himself: "This is really a mouthful of tea that will kill you!" (To be continued)